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Flesh for the Feast
04:02
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Let’s check our notes
Let’s oust our rulers
I want to know,
How far has freedom fallen
How do we check the balance
Is it with excessive force
I want time to slow
as my head connects with the pavement
If I’m to roam these halls on earth
I want my soul to take control
If I’m just a fleshless beast
I’ll resist the chains that take ahold
Falling back into the nexus of hate and hell
I see visions of myself in time, Hope crushed, faith falling
No escape from this, the fall of man
No hiding from the lies, a new soul to drag under
Below the filth bestowed
A nightmare of blood
Angels cry from what you’ve done
Tears of the bastard son
Gathered Close the weakest minds
The youngest fight for pride
The wealthy bought this blood
And I’m just flesh for the feast
Great Minds will Gather
The memories are all that’s left
To look back and realize
The past is left to forget
Treat it like a vault of horrors
Terrorize the Rich
Tear Gas and Flash bang
Like they did our weak
If I’m to roam these halls on earth
I want my soul to take control
If I’m just a fleshless beast
I’ll resist the chains that take ahold
Falling back into the nexus of hate and hell
I see visions of myself in time, Hope crushed, faith falling
No escape from this, the fall of man
No hiding from the lies, a new soul to drag under
Below the filth bestowed
A nightmare of blood
Angels cry from what you’ve done
Tears of the bastard son
Gathered Close the weakest minds
The youngest fight for pride
The wealthy bought this blood
And I’m just flesh for the feast
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2. |
Drowned in Power
03:35
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A man trapped in shallow soil
Defiled with no cause the pot boils
Inside he writhes a soul unclaimed
His body so still flesh and bone remain
A man pulled from gallows edge
The blade did fall
The crowd did stare
His head rolled free
Yet breath was there
The waters cold wind so silent
All things they fear re-lent-less in-tent
They carved his heart with blades of spite
Black pulses sing in the dead of night
Drowned in power (he's just)
Raw desire
Forlorn pyre (hailing)
Forsworn fire
Beneath a moon of-
Bloodshot glare
They hack and whack and slash
Yet his grin jests their despair
Why don't you hear me
I'm trying to be dying soul tearing
Each grave I claw each plea, denied
I am the man who longs to die
But they still live in fear of it
I'm suffering to no end of this shift
Ichor flows, insides shown
Hang me high for the grand ol show
Cut me deep, fibers regrown
Severed my body from head to toe
As it turns
I'm no man, but clay and spell
Death rejects this false made bone
I beg, I cry
To which darkness enters light
Drowned in power (he's just)
Raw desire
Forlorn pyre (hailing)
Forsworn fire
Beneath a moon of-
Bloodshot glare
They hack and whack (and slash)
Yet his grin jests their despair
As I lay
Clouds of animals
Vignette closing in
The sky loses hue
Don't check on me
Just leave it be
D N R
I can finally sleep
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3. |
Help Computer
03:39
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4. |
Bloated & Blue
03:55
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I'm lucid for once
and somehow that's worse
when I slump in a fog
my memories stay locked
So reach for the bottle and sulk in the tide
Sail me to sleep in a watery grave
then find me ashore, Bloated & Blue
I'll only find peace in dreams I'm with you
Clenching my teeth and pulling my hair
For I know I'm unwell and I've been left to rot
Trapped with these thoughts with no where to go
Alone I reflect with death sounding sweet
If only I knew what I'm really worth
I'd pull on the strings and tighten the rope
At least I can dream and that's all that I need
When Cowardice wins and I wake up again
I'm solace I thrive, my mind is my guide
Cause answering your calls only brings me false hope
Why won't you give up, This is my path
There's no going back I've sold all my shit
How is this selfish? I'm wasting away
Scribe "Good Riddance" on my own epitaph
Maybe I'll find the kingdom of bliss
Crossing my Fingers when I'm six feet below
Don't act surprised you know how I am
the signs were all there, I was too scared to call
If I thought you'd take time to right a response
I'd leave my address at the top of this card
So reach for the bottle and sulk in the tide
Sail me to sleep in a watery grave
then find me ashore, Bloated & Blue
I'll only find peace in dreams I'm with you
Clenching my teeth and pulling my hair
For I know I'm unwell and I've been left to rot
Trapped with these thoughts with no where to go
Alone I reflect with death sounding sweet
If only I knew what I'm really worth
I'd pull on the strings and tighten the rope
At least I can dream and that's all that I need
When Cowardice wins and I wake up again
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5. |
Valueless Trade
03:52
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